As the general of Youwuwei, Wei Zhong was busy with affairs on weekdays, and even busier at the end of the year.
His wife, Mrs. Chen, was considered a fierce person back then. Before she got married, she fought with her father's concubine at home and she did not lose at all. If she hadn't been concerned about her father's face, she might have dug a hole to bury the concubine.
After getting married, Mrs. Chen also pretended to be virtuous for several years. Once the novelty of Wei Zhong wore off, she wanted to get a few concubines into the house. She used some tricks, but somehow, Wei Zhong died.
Of course, as a nobleman and a military leader, he would be embarrassed to greet people when he went out without a concubine... So Chen arranged two concubines for Wei Zhong.
Both are women of different races.
She looks very charming.
But even if a foreign woman gives birth to a litter, it is just a litter, and they are not at the same level as the Chen family's sons.
Such outstanding husband-keeping skills attracted the ladies of Chang'an to be eager to take action. Whenever Chen went out for a banquet, people would always come to ask for advice, but Chen always had a gentle look on her face.
——I don’t know the art of charioteer, it’s just a matter of exchanging heart for heart.
Not only was he an excellent charioteer, Chen's ability to manage the family was also quite superb. Wei Zhong often said that after marrying this lady, he almost gave up all family affairs and became quite free.
Every morning is Director Chen’s time.
The maids and stewards stood outside, waiting for everyone to come in and report.
Just after finishing a matter, a servant came in to ask for instructions.
"Madam, I want some wine over there."
Mrs. Chen frowned, "Not to mention drinking this early in the morning, does it look good to be drunk?"
The maid smiled and said: "The young lady is not drunk, but her face is red, and she looks quite pleasant."
Ms. Chen covered her forehead and said, "I have been shrewd for most of my life and never lost to anyone, but yet I gave birth to such a charming and naive daughter."
The capable lady in charge beside her said: "Then Yang Sima saved the young lady, so she deserves a banquet."
"I didn't say it shouldn't be. By the way, what about Yang Sima?"
"Maybe they couldn't stand the little lady and they were very considerate of Yang Xuan. Some people provoked her several times during the dinner, but Yang Xuan was very calm and just ignored them."
Chen said: "He has no foundation, how can he compete with such wealthy and powerful children? Rather than accidentally offending people, it is better to pretend to be stupid."
"It's true what Madam said, that drink..."
"Here, but tell Ling'er not to be greedy."
"yes!"
Then a servant brought food and wine inside.
Yang Xuan was a little drunk. Someone offered him a toast. He shook his head and said, "I came to Chang'an for official business. I can't drink too much."
Jiang Shan had been looking at Yang Xuan coldly. When he saw that he was chewing the mutton instead of chewing it carefully, he was heartbroken and sat up straight, "Did Yang Sima miss the prosperity of Chang'an when he was in Northern Xinjiang?"
There was something unfriendly about these words.
Yang Xuan was thinking about his marriage to Zhou Ning, and felt a little depressed. Hearing this, he said calmly: "Chang'an is prosperous, but it is just one Chang'an. The Tang Dynasty needs countless places as prosperous as Chang'an."
Jiang Shan smiled and said, "These words are a bit empty!"
Yang Xuan's brows were a little more impatient, "A flower blooming alone is not spring!"
Zhang Dongqing raised his eyebrows, "Good sentence!"
Everyone can taste it, it is indeed a good sentence.
Wei Ling'er's cheeks turned red and she shouted: "Zitai's words are clear, if you say one more thing, I will make Jiang Shan drink!"
How can there be so many famous sentences? Jiang Shan said: "Come again!"
Zhang Dongqing's beautiful eyes moved slightly, remembering what she saw in Qujiang Pool last time.
I can’t help but feel excited.
Zhang Dongqing is a well-known talented woman among young people, and many people admire her. Seeing her beautiful eyes fixedly looking at Yang Xuan at this moment, some people felt sour in their hearts and coughed dryly, "Is it true?"
It is impossible for Aning to elope, so how can we get the father-in-law to agree?
Yang Xuan seemed to be thinking, but when he spoke, he said casually, "The garden is full of colorful colors in spring."
"Spring is full of joy!" Zhang Dongqing praised: "What's even more amazing is the implication. A flower blooming alone is not spring. This is to advise the government to recruit talents..."
What everyone thinks of is the current situation. Five surnames from the same family and powerful people occupy many prominent positions. This is a flower blooming alone.
"The garden is full of purple and red colors in spring. If we, the Tang Dynasty, can open our minds, why worry about the prosperous times not coming?"
The talented woman’s comments are convincing.
Wei Ling'er slapped the case, "I knew Zitai was great, Jiang Shan was drinking!"
She is the host, so naturally she is also the person in charge of the wine shop.
This man has great talents... Jiang Shan took a deep look at Yang Xuan and drank it all in one gulp.
Yang Xuan just dismissed the thoughts in his mind at this moment. Wei Ling'er raised a toast and said, "Zitai said a few words casually. He is concerned about the country and the people. He will definitely be the prime minister in the future."
Well!
Am I worried about the country and the people?
Yang Xuan just said it casually.
He saw the sparkle in Zhang Dongqing's beautiful eyes and felt that the atmosphere was not right. He seemed to be taking the spotlight, "It was just a casual comment."
Others must be proud of themselves when they say this, but he must be speaking from the bottom of his heart... Zhang Dongqing, who had seen Yang Xuan's poetic talent, sighed in his heart, "I'm not as good as me! Zitai, please!"
Zhang Dongqing rarely takes the initiative to propose a toast. Some people say that she is arrogant and careless. But today she took the initiative to propose a toast, which made everyone surprised.
"Holly." Chang Qian said with a smile: "You are making an exception. Could it be that...you admire Yang Sima?"
Zhang Dongqing nodded, and just when everyone was about to slap the case and make a fuss, she said seriously: "Last time in Qujiang Pool, Yang Sima wrote half a poem in a blink of an eye, crushing countless others. At that time, I thought it was just a coincidence.
Today Yang Sima's two poems made me realize that the past was a big mistake."
She raised her glass again, "Yes, I admire Yang Sima. However, I admire Yang Sima's literary talent!"
When a woman proposes a toast, a man must stand up, otherwise it will be disrespectful.
Yang Xuan stood up, and Tao Jian shouted: "I want to clink glasses!"
"Yes, if you don't touch it, it won't count!"
Wei Ling'er slapped the table and shouted: "I want...oooooo..." She looked at Hong Ya with wide eyes. Hong Ya lowered her voice angrily and asked: "But you want to have a drink?"
Wei Linger nodded, thinking it was just a joke.
What a cute little lady!
The servant girl behind her almost vomited blood, thinking that the lady would find out later and didn't know how to punish her.
Hong Ya said angrily: "It would be fine if they were all women here. They all know it's a joke. But it's not good for women to make jokes in front of men, as they will be regarded as frivolous."
Seeing the anger in her big eyes, Hong Ya sighed: "Of course you are not frivolous, you just like the excitement, right?"
Wei Linger nodded vigorously.
The maid thought to herself that Mrs. Hong is indeed my little lady’s confidant.
Little did she know that everyone present knew Wei Ling'er's temperament, and even if she called for a drink, no one would be surprised.
Over there, Yang Xuan and Zhang Dongqing clinked glasses.
Zhang Dongqing wrapped her right hand holding the cup with her left hand and raised the cup, half of her face covered by her long sleeves.
The two drank it all in one go.
Zhang Dongqing raised his eyes and said, "When spring comes, there will be many poetry festivals for spring outings. It's a pity that Zitai has to go to northern Xinjiang to guard the border, otherwise he would definitely be a blockbuster."
But how could Yang Xuan have the time in Chang'an to recite poems against these people? He smiled and said, "It's a pity."
He glanced at Wei Ling'er and nodded slightly when he saw that her cheeks were blushing and she was quite amused.
This is a thigh!
It's a bit difficult to hug this thigh.
Wei Zhong is the general of Youwuwei and does not pay much attention to his children's friends. In other words, if he wants to get acquainted with Wei Zhong, it depends on fate.
Later, Yang Xuan got up to change clothes.
After getting out of the toilet, Yang Xuan could not help but feel refreshed when the wind blew outside, and his somewhat dizzy head became clearer.
"Little lady, slow down."
Yang Xuan was standing on the side of the verandah. When he heard the sound, he turned left and saw Wei Ling'er, surrounded by two servants, walking towards him with some erratic steps.
After seeing Yang Xuan, Wei Ling'er waved, "Zitai, stop, I have something to say!"
Yang Xuan smiled and said: "Slower."
Wei Ling'er approached with a smile, "What did Jiang Shan say to you earlier?"
Of course it wasn't words of admiration, it was just a test. Yang Xuan said, "Just a few random words."
"You lied to me." Wei Ling'er smiled and patted Yang Xuan on the shoulder. Yang Xuan subconsciously took a step back. Wei Ling'er was already drunk, so when the pat failed, his body lost its center of gravity and fell forward.
Several men turned around from behind the pavilion, the leader of whom looked cold and dignified. He was General Wei Zhong of the Youwu Guard.
As soon as he turned around, he saw his daughter about to fall, and subconsciously wanted to fly away. Then he saw Yang Xuan reaching out, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed.
The Tang Dynasty was not so strict on the protection between men and women, but it was still considered frivolous for an unmarried young lady to play with an unmarried man. This was especially true for wealthy families.
The outside world has a lot of speculation about the rich and powerful families, such as arrogance and extravagance, and confusion between men and women. Excessiveness, extravagance and licentiousness are just fine, I am happy to have money. But confusion between men and women ruins the reputation.
The emperor's descent into ashes brought excitement to the private lives of the nobles of the Tang Dynasty. Stories that a certain powerful man had to tell were often heard in the market, which was jaw-dropping.
Wei Zhong's family was simple, with one lady and only two concubines. Since his private life was simple, he naturally hoped that the private lives of his children would also be simple.
So he was sullen at the moment, waiting to scold his daughter later.
As for that boy, don't even think about entering the Wei family next time.
Hey!
He suddenly let out a light sigh.
Wei Ling'er originally rushed towards her, but if Yang Xuan didn't step aside, he would be thrown into his arms.
Young men, how many people would run away in such a situation?
However, he saw Yang Xuan dodge the rushing Wei Ling'er.
But after such a fall, Wei Ling'er was afraid that she would be bruised and swollen.
Even Wei Zhong couldn't help but want to cover his forehead, but as soon as he raised his hand, he saw Yang Xuan stretched out his hand and touched Wei Ling'er's elbow.
A surge of inner breath surged up from his elbows and reached his shoulders. Wei Ling'er stopped rushing forward and stood firm.
Wei Linger patted her chest, her face turned pale, and then turned rosy again.
"Scared to death! Scared to death!"
The sound of heavy footsteps was heard. Wei Ling'er looked up and saluted hurriedly, "I've seen Aye."
Wei Zhong?
Yang Xuan felt happy and turned around slowly, already prepared to deal with it.
"Hey! I've seen the general!" Yang Xuan was surprised and then saluted.
This is in line with the reaction of a young man when he suddenly meets a military boss.
Wei Zhong glanced at his daughter, "Have you been drinking?"
"Yes." Wei Ling'er cursed: I said it yesterday and yet I asked.
She realized that she had forgotten the introduction and said hurriedly: "Aye, this is Chenzhou Sima Yang Xuan and Yang Zitai."
"Oh!" It turned out to be his daughter's benefactor, Wei Zhong's face brightened slightly, "I also know a little about Yang Sima's achievements in northern Xinjiang. The battle against the Jibo army was amazing. By the way, how did you come up with the idea of arson?
An ox cart defeats the enemy?”
Wei Zhong actually knows the details of this battle. Has he been paying attention to me for a long time?
Yang Xuan was secretly happy, but he didn't know that after Wei Ling'er returned to Chang'an, he acted coquettishly and talked about his life-saving grace. His old father Wei Zhong went to inquire about it, and he didn't know that there was actually someone in Northern Xinjiang.
Such a young handsome man.
"At that time, the Jibo tribe sent troops to attack Zhangyu County, and the nearest one was my Taiping County..."
Yang Xuan introduced the background of this battle.
Wei Zhong pointed to the side, and the two of them slowly walked to the study.
Wei Ling'er followed, thinking that Aye rarely behaved like this. Could it be that he thought Zitai was good?
Yes, think about people like Chen Zimao. Although they are considered talented, compared with Zitai, they are more like a group of children. Hmm! Aye will definitely feel that I have recommended a talent.
Um!
Then next time I go to southern Xinjiang for a tour, I think Aye will agree, right?
"Why send troops?"
"Bei Liao was defeated in the Northern Xinjiang War. In order to regain face, Bei Liao ordered three major troops to attack Chenzhou."
"More than 10,000 troops attacked Zhangyu County, but they were unable to move for a while?"
"General, that is Northern Xinjiang."
"What do you mean?"
"Everyone in Northern Xinjiang knows what awaits them once they break the city. Slavery, or death without a whole body. People in Northern Xinjiang never flinch when faced with a desperate situation. Either they die or the enemy dies."
Wei Zhong nodded, silently.
"There were more than 10,000 enemy troops. The subordinate led 500 cavalry to advance first. When they arrived at the outskirts of Zhangyu County, the situation was already critical."
"Have you ever thought about harassment?"
"I thought about it, but they are the elites of the grassland. Five hundred cavalry are attacking them. They can drive them away with two thousand cavalry."
"So you went to rob the grain road."
"Xiaguan was thinking of robbing the grain road and then setting it on fire. The enemy's morale must have plummeted when they saw it. If I lead the raid again, I will naturally get twice the result with half the effort."
Wei Zhong nodded.
"After defeating the enemy escorting the baggage, an ox cart was hit by an arrow, and it was pulling the cart on a rampage. The momentum was really shocking. The officer thought, since being hit by an arrow will make him go crazy, what if... it is burned?"
"So you use the fire ox cart as the vanguard and defeat the enemy in one fell swoop!"
"yes."
Wei Zhong suddenly stopped and turned around, frowning and saying, "Why are Ling'er following you?"
Wei Ling'er stopped, "I...I'm just following!"
"go back!"
"oh!"
Wei Ling'er turned around and walked a few steps but didn't see Yang Xuan following her.
She slowly turned around and saw her father and Yang Xuan walking side by side. The two said a few words from time to time, and occasionally said something, and the two smiled at each other.
Her steps were light, and the servant smiled and said, "Young lady is as nimble as a deer, but is she happy in her heart?"
Wei Ling'er nodded, "Yes!"
She felt very happy, but she didn't know why.
In the lobby, Jiang Shan was talking.
"My family and friends also briefly served in Chenzhou, but when they came back they said they couldn't stay in that place for long."
"Why?" Chang Qian asked.
Jiang Shan said: "If you want to live well in places like that, you have to bite like tigers and wolves. Over time, your temper will be determined. Even if you can return to Chang'an and other places to work by chance, such cruel methods will
Being ostracized."
Chang Qian thought about the original behavior of Yang Xuan and others, weren't they as fierce as tigers and wolves?
"I see!"
Someone sighed: "How many Mr. Huang are there!"
"yes!"
Jiang Shan said: "Therefore, it will be difficult for officials in Northern Xinjiang to leave if they want to leave."
Several riders came to the door of Wei's house.
"Knock on the door!"
The leading official looked serious.
The door opens.
When the disciple saw that he was an official, he asked, "Are you looking for my Alang?"